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Broken

My mind is blocked.
My body torn.
My heart lies in pieces.
I cry.
I scream.
And I beg you not to leave!
You stare, and walk away.

You're not weak.
You just can't love what's been broken.
If I were fixed,
just like a doll
would you love me once again?

Could you love this broken body,
these shattered tears,
these cold, empty words?

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